Resurrection of spiritual energy, starting a hundred times the physical potential

Chapter 880 Melting Poison
Leng Xian saw the situation and hurriedly reached out his hand to let Jiang Xiaolong say, “Young man, please come here.”
Walking into the valley, Jiang Xiaolong knew that there was no hole in the valley. The wooden houses are next to each other, which looks a little shabby.
“This is Hao Yang’s room.” Leng Xian was leading the way in front of him, and was about to push the door, but there was a sharp cry from behind him.
“Gu Lord!”
Jiang Xiaolong turned his head to look, and the three old men looked at themselves with angry eyes.
Leng Xian said busily, “Young Hero, these three are the elders of my Flying Snow Valley.”
Jiang Xiaolong just wanted to give a gift, but he heard the three elders shouting angrily, “Gu Lord! Don’t take this boy’s evil deeds!”
“What?” Jiang Xiaolong heard the anger from his heart.
The three elders ignored him, but walked straight to Leng Xian, between the two.
“Lord, I have heard my men tell you the ins and outs. This boy is very suspicious. ”
Leng Xian was very worried in his heart, and hurriedly grabbed the Third Elder and said, “The young man does have six pins of Dan Medicine on his body that can save Hao Yang’s life!”
The Great Elder snorted coldly, and Jiang Xiaolong found that the three elders had formed a closed circle and trapped themselves in the middle.
“What, this is going to be hard?” Jiang Xiaolong stood on his side, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes.
“Gu Lord, Hao Yang’s matter is only known to Gu Neizhi, how does this boy know?” Moreover, the Six Pindans is not an herb, a hairy boy, will there be such a hand? Mo Fei Zi Lei Sect took this opportunity to assassinate the Gu Lord!” The Great Elder said coldly.
Jiang Xiaolong was speechless and cried out in a collapsed manner, “Purple Thunder Sect! What the hell is Purple Thunder Sect! Who can tell me!”
“Don’t pretend, boy!” The three elders drank.
Jiang Xiaolong said helplessly, “You are all elders, and your strength is above me, if I really am a Purple Thunder Sect, I don’t need to send myself to death!”
Leng Xian looked down and thought, and said in a deep voice, “Three elders, how about this, let’s go in together, Hao Yang is now a little bit of vitality, why not let the young man try it.”
Jiang Xiaolong said busily, “Right, right, enter together, if I really have a bad heart, the four of you will directly kill me!”
Hearing this, the Great Elder’s face eased up a little, and he waved his hand, “Okay.”
Pushing the door into the room, Jiang Xiaolong saw Leng Haoyang lying on the sickbed, his face was pale and bloodless, at this time it was already more air and less air.
“How can this be? It was fine a year ago. ”
“This cold poison has existed since childhood, Hao Yang is extremely good at practicing and talented, but the deeper the cultivation, the more intense the cold poison.” This year, I don’t know what happened, he started cultivating again, which caused the cold poison to become even stronger. ”
Jiang Xiaolong nodded, felt the immovable scale fire dan around his waist, and put it into Leng Haoyang’s mouth.
The moment the Dan Medicine entered, Leng Haoyang seemed to feel a flame enter his body, his fingers were slightly forceful, and his brows were locked.
“It works!” Leng Xian was overjoyed, but he was still worried and did not dare to come closer.
The Immovable Scale Fire Dan was rapidly refining in Leng Haoyang’s body, and in an instant, the majestic flame attribute had flowed into the whole body from the Dantian. Looking closely, you can see the bright colors flowing in the bulging blood vessels.
The elixir effect quickly spread throughout the body, like a flame, enveloping the entire body. In the body that no one could see, the broken meridians miraculously began to grow, from slow to fast.
The cold poison in the blood had originally congealed into pieces, and at this moment, when encountering this violent breath, it instantly turned into nothingness, and Leng Haoyang’s face already had a blood color.
Jiang Xiaolong was relieved and looked around at Leng Xian’s four people: “Now believe me.”
Leng Xian’s face was already full of joy, and he grabbed Jiang Xiaolong’s hand and trembled with thanks. Not long after, Leng Wuyang slowly opened his eyes, but suddenly felt the sharp pain in his body.
This pain was like a maggot of the tarsal bone, from the inside out, it seemed to burn his whole body, and every inch of the meridian in the body was like being repeatedly pounded by a hammer, and each blow that fell would bring more terrible pain.
Seeing Leng Haoyang’s pained expression, Leng Xian was anxious and about to rush over. “Wait!” Jiang Xiaolong let out a sharp cry.
Leng Xian and the three elders looked at Jiang Xiaolong strangely, but saw Jiang Xiaolong slowly walking to the bedside.
“Hold on! The pain of forging the body, endure it and then there will be improvement!”
Leng Haoyang’s pained expression looked at Leng Xian’s heartache, but now was the critical moment, and he did not dare to act rashly.
Jiang Xiaolong seemed to see through Leng Xian’s thoughts and comforted, “Rest assured, Lord Leng Gu, he will certainly be able to survive this disaster safely.”
Leng Xian nodded and squeezed out an ugly smile.
Half an hour had passed quietly, only to see Leng Haoyang’s tightly locked brows gradually stretch out, and the sound of painful moans gradually weakened, full of sweat.
A feeling of warmth filled his whole body, and he only felt a steady stream of true qi rushing in, and his face gradually turned pink.
“It seems to have succeeded.” Jiang Xiaolong said softly.
Only to see Leng Wuyang slowly open his eyes and get up, the pain between the joints struck again, forcing him to lie down again.